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When they got back to the hotel, Trish ran outside to meet them.
"Oh my god, you guys! I saw what happened! Are you ok??"
"Yeah Trish, we'll be fine, but I need to talk to you as soon as we get Jeff in his room." Lita said.
"Ok, come on. I'll help Jeff."
"Can't I walk by myself?" Jeff asked.
"Nope. You went through a table, you're hurt. Face it Jeff, you need help this time."
"Fine, I'll go." Jeff through himself into Trish's arms, doing a mock faint. Trish stumbled back, laughing.
After they had Jeff settled, and Lita had put her bags in her room, Trish and Lita went into the weight room to talk. Because of the pain in her side, Lita sat down while Trish did some lifting.
"So? What happened?" Trish asked.
"Well," Lita began, "After Jeff went through the table, I ran backstage because the Dudleys were after me. I was going slower then usual because I was hurt and I ran into Edge..."
"Edge? This is about Edge?" Trish's eyes widened in surprise.
"Yes, this is about Edge. Like I was saying, I ran into Edge but I turned and ran....right into the Dudleys. I tried to get away, but you know how Buh-Buh gets. And then something knocked over Buh-Buh, then went for D-Von. Stacy came at me but I punched her, and she ran off with the Dudleys, and I turned around and it was Edge."
"Oh my God, Edge helped you? Didn't he used to hate you?"
"Yeah, I don't know why he helped me, but what's scary is what I thought when I saw him. I was grateful and relieved, but there was something else. Jeff saw me talking to him in the Parking lot and came to the conclusion that I like him. And I think he's right."
"Oh my...are you serious? You're serious?! This is so cool!"
"Maybe, maybe not. Matt hates Edge. He won't want to hear about it, at all."
"Matt will understand. He's your best friend."
"Yeah, I hope so."
Lita and Trish spent another 20 minutes in the weight room, then decided to wander around the hotel for awhile. They were just walking down one of the third floor hallways when they ran into...Edge.
"Oh..hi..Edge...sorry." Lita stammered.
"Hey Lita, Trish." Edge smiled.
"Hi Edge!" Trish said perkily.
"Is Jeff, ok?" Edge asked.
"Yeah, he's fine." Lita said with a puzzled look on her face.
"Good...Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine..thanks."
Trish started to giggle, but stopped when Lita glared at her.
"I'll see you later then." Edge said.
"Yeah, later, bye." Lita said, somewhat dreamily.
Edge smiled and walked on down the hallway, opening a door and stepping in. Lita made a mental note of where the room was, the turned back to Trish.
"What was that?"
"What was what?" Trish asked innocently.
"You know what I'm talking about."
"No, I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Whatever."
"OK."
They walked back to the hotel room they were sharing, across from the one Jeff was in.
"Hey, let's get some stuff from the vending machines."
"Ök, let me get my wallet." Lita hurried into the room, and pulled her waller out of one of her bags, and headed back out to the hallway. The floor they were on only had an ice machine, so they went a floor down, to the third floor, because they had seen some vending machines down there. they were joking around and pushing each other when...
"Well, well, well."
"Is it just me, or is there a very annoying voice coming from somewhere nearby?" Trish said.
They turned to face none other then Stacy Keibler.
"Hello Stacy."
Lita was please to see that Stacy had a black eye and her nose was bruised as well.
"So, Stacy, wanted to know if Lita could make your right eye match your left?"
"Ha, ha Trish, bet you wish your wrestling skills could be as good as your wit."
"And I'm sure you do too. Then maybe you'd be a half decent manager."
"At least I didn't have to sleep my way to the top."
"Oh that's a lie!"
"Well, we have to go now. Come on Trish." Lita pulled Trish off in the direction of the vending machines, but Trish wasn't done yet.
"Hey, Stacy!! Me and Lita will see you in the ring with Ivory on Smackdown!!"
"Fine by me."
"Good because there's no way out, even if you said no. You can run but you can't hide!"
"Trish! Shut up!"
"I hate her."
"Yes, so do I, but you don't have to wake up the whole hotel!" Lita gestured around them. Trish looked around and saw several doors open.
"OOPS!" she said. "Sorry!"
She ran into the little enclosure where the vending machines were.
"Well at least we get her in the ring."
"Yeah."
They bought their food and went back to the room. After pigging out and discussing their match as well as calling to check on Jeff, they went to sleep.
Smackdown...Madison Square Garden
Jeff was able to walk without much help now, so they got to the arena much quicker. Lita and Trish's match was fourth on the card. Right afterwards, Edge had a match with Buh-Buh.
"Hmmm...." she thought, "No way."
"What no way?" Trish asked.
"Look at the match after ours."
"Edge....and Buh-Buh? Hmm...questionable, very questionable."
"I have to talk to Mick."
"I'll go with you."
Lita practically ran down the hallway to Mick's "office"". It was a closet.
"Mick!"
"Lita! Trish! How can I help you?"
"Hi Mick!" Trish waved.
"Who set up Edge's match?"
"He came to me and asked for it."
"What?! He what?!"
"Yeah he said he wanted to pay him back for some backstage incident."
"I have to go! Come on Trish!!" Lita grabbed Trish by the arm and started to run.
"Bye Mick!" Trish tried to turn and wave.
"Bye!"
"So what are we going to do now, Lita?"
"We're going to, we're going to..."
"What?"
"Wait, who says this has anything to do with me? Maybe he just wanted to fight somebody and since he already started something with Buh-Buh and D-von, he wanted to finish it."
"Yeah, you keep on thinking that."
"Shut up."
"Ok"
After dressing for their match, they went to see Jeff.
"Hey Jeff. What's up?"
"Hey, I have an interview in a few minutes."
"Cool. Our match is on after this one. You're watching right."
"Of course."
"Good, let's see how this one is going."
They switched on the monitor. The match was over and Stacy and Ivory were talking in their locker room.
"So it's all set, right, Ivory?"
"Yeah, they'll be waiting after Buh-Buh's match."
"Perfect. Trish and Lita will never know what hit them. And their little boyfriends will be helpless."
Lita switched off the TV.
"Boyfriends? What boyfriends? We don't have any boyfriends."
"Trish, that is not the point."
"Oh, right, sorry."
"What are they trying to pull? What do they have planned?"
"We'll just go have our match, annihilate then, run back here, get Jeff and leave."
"Ok, good idea Trish."
"We'll see you later Jeff."
"See ya."
Stacy and Ivory went out first, talked some trash in the ring, then waited for Trish and Lita. Trish's music started and she walked to the ring. She paced outside as Lita came down the ramp. They slid into the ring and the match was officially started. Lita started in the ring with ivory, quickly taking her down with a few punches and a suplex. She threw Ivory against the ropes and did a head-scissors take down on her. She went to push herself off the ropes for a clothesline, but Stacy grabbed her by the hair and she was yanked back violently. She and Ivory crawled to their respective corners and tagged in their partners.
Trish and Stacy ran into the ring and Trish nailed Stacy with a clothesline. She pulled Stacy up by the hair and threw her into the corner. She jumped on her shoulders and brought her down with a hurricanrana. After a springboard bulldog, a super backdrop off the top rope, and a whip into the corner to Stacy, Trish tagged in Lita, and they did the Poetry in Motion on Stacy. Ivory ran into the ring and Lita speared her into a corner, then she and Trish did another Poetry in motion. Trish bulldogged Stacy, then Lita went up top for the moonsault. As Lita got the pin, Trish tossed Ivory outside the ring and slammed her into the barricade.
They briefly celebrated in the ring, then ran backstage and grabbed their bags out of their locker room. They ran to Jeff's and tried to open the door. It was jammed shut.
"Jeff!"
ok..I'm working on the next part. Bear with me here, it's my first fan fic.